The sky had been overcast and hazy for some time now, casting a heavy, unprovoked gloom over everything. A fine, steady drizzle slicked the road and turned the soil to mud; with every step, straw sandals were swallowed by the muck, and a single careless moment could easily result in a nasty slip.
Pedestrians hurried homeward, leaving a trail of muddy footprints in their wake.
Zhao Yan had forgotten his rain cape when he headed up the mountain. With the path soaked by rain, he had to watch his footing carefully. Not daring to take any risks, he stopped in his tracks.
Chapter 215